Luyện nghe bài hát So What You Saying - Memphis Bleek

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[Beanie
Aiyyo Memph what's with these niggas man?
These niggas sayin shit man
niggas on mute man
I'ma you blind motherfuckers feel some real

Aiyyo the guc is here dog I'm back to
I took time off a couple had to get hurt
Due to the fact they wack and wasn't
Packin they gat, now layin' flat
In six in green (you wut i mean?)
Man I a new gat for that
Yo, I'm the coke copper plus the chopper
Down wit M. Bleek, the Marcy clocker
One wreck, the destroy
And with bullshit vest on, I'm killin' your boys
I don't play it come to yae
I cop cook and collect my in one day
Book and collect my dough at one show
False looks, let one go from the floor

Bleek]
Yo, yo
Well I'm to be the master in the M.C. field
Oh-oh got respect, oh-one I
Tote to the show and then I jet wit a hoe
Bitch niggas to front and get clapped
Get on the floor, a second time
And sure I flat-line you
Let a round go, hit niggas behind you
See the gleam on the glock, know the on top
Get shot, popped, and drop, yo the is the Roc
As I glance at Mack, B-Sigel
Know we comin' with the macks and the Eagles
I'm not playin, you dudes know what I'm
I make a call to my dogs, them comin' through sprayin'
What you

I'm heads to beads, gun straight out the box
B-Sige, I put up all the roofs and
I'm not playin, see these that I'm sprayin?
Twin sub oozies, can't budge or me
stay chubby, smokers never choosy
Don't yell up the block, they come to me
Packs with colorful just like coochies
New with they pack they like, who he?
I'm not playin, knock them things off
Got game still think off
What you

With a partner like Sigel, don't come a dime a
We could be brothers, we better as cousins
As we climbed the chart with who the fuck what
My hood to your hood, we showed the crew love
Who wanna play that Roc-A-team?
Know that I that thing that knock sixteen
You walk around this and that
How I sound Jay and all my records is wack
But when I dropped the LP, niggas thought it fold
days later, Coming of Age went gold
What you

Now party people it's for this question
No knock knock, who's that? there? or who is it?
the M-A-C-K
Yes the gun clapper, the duct tape, rope, black and kidnapper
The flow dope, the beats blazin
Like Luther Vandrow says, yo 'I am so amazing and been waiting'
For a sucker to the cat with two gats
Yo Bleek, you got my back, 'em how we do

Yo, I fight fire fire, I make crews retire
I 9 to 5 nines, Bleek for hire
Your crew murderize, see the that I'm bringin
In an all out battle, come out swingin'
Memph the type of nigga spit off quick
Biggs the Benz and we spin off quick
Take a sip of the Cris the Belvy with lime
the Arma del Lope and then I'm goin for mine
So what you